Short White Lily Poems

white lily sings in multitudes...

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White lily embraced by the rich brown earth
Tenderly, like night pressing against pale ocean surf...

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"What kind of flower
Pulls us into the future
And offers us hope?"
She turned away, hid her face,
And softly spoke, "White Lily."...

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as softly as a feather
with just a breath of
white lily scented air
he rose above the dark
with stars trailing behind

Caroline Cécile © 09.08.12...

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     Down in the valley’s cold iced over pond
              there lies one lone white lily
                 so waiting to be plucked







*Inspired by: Nette Onclaud's contest
Thanx Nette...And Andrea Dietrich...

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Upcountry sky gloomed darker, charcoal
as the end of summer sparking fall.
Any ridgetop beckons lightning –
distant thunder – or was it applause?
For she was strapless, bride-white lily
dancing past us 
as they silhouetted into sunset,
sparkling rosé sunflare below clouds....

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A slice of morning

Last evening offered me nice

Bunch of silken buds

As I could not get my vase

The poem couldn’t be written



This morning I was 

Prepared with a crimson pot

For a second chance

She came with a white lily

No more mistakes so silly
_________________________
01/092016...

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Satin white lily pads
cushion the high jump
performed by the three-legged frog.

Heated blaze bakes his fading green coat.
He leaps into his hot tub paradise.


       Life is floating by.


A big grin and loud croak announce his pleasure.

What appears to be boredom for one set of eyes ,
is bliss for another....

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Stopped voice
Filled full of silence
I think about the myths under the iron bridge
Things full of stopped voice
The power of darkness
Myths ceased to be a pre-science
Cross the iron bridge
Go out the ticket gate and take the train
Then, go to the outskirts of the forest
I was hoping there was one white lily on the waterside...

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Caught in your thicket of embellished verse
Trite but resolute
Efforts to crack the indestructible  

Here you say:
Willowy white Lily-of-the-Valley
Softly flowing waves of ecstasy
Delights a recessed heart
And resurrects the willful soul

I say:
No one knows the heart of one
Cast onward towards the billowy grey
Destined to revive 
My vain attempts at life...

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Islam’s rose has many petals
but the fragrance is one,
yet the sweet gift of my heart is many.

He has planted the White Lily
whose bloom has been spent, but
Islam’s rose has many petals.

O Your thorns pierce me Lord
as the rose begins to bloom,
but the fragrance is one.

He gave me a gift of His many flowered bouquet
and the fragrance was love,
yet the sweet gift of my heart is many....

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Lobster woman climber scrambled through white lily petals of joy
Their aromatic ambiance surrounded her with the means to be happy
We are waiting, the violets urged her, no longer fearful of her claws
She had been visiting them for many moons now, and she was careful.
She still has a bit of fish smell about her, the lilacs reported to the daisies.
Pollyanna-like, the daisies remained optimistic as they waited for her visit....

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White lily and pink lotus,
Lot of round green plate like leaves,
With gems of spherical water,
With lake clear blue carrying them,
A dense fence of pine,
On one side,
Up the green slope,
Another hybrid chirping forest on another,
With idyllic plain folky hutments,
On the third,
It was my side,
From where I had arrived,
That was not promising,
Probably that’s why,
I had arrived,
From that side,
Escaping on the sly....

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Amazing white lily, beautiful as the sun rises above the horizon

Beauty like a delicate water lily is a passion deeply admired

Cherry lips and elegant high heel shoes with the same color

Dreams and charm of nature's surprise and endless miracle

Every little bud swell in bloom and spreading their sweet fragrances











* Not for contest :)

04.10.2017
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved...

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She walks amid flowers where I see
the blue jasmine and the white lily
bowing as she goes like a colibri
flipping her wings, laughing silly…
 
The wind enters, taking the scent away,
a thief we both, also invisible,
holding her waist, to kiss then to sway,
quoting a song found in a Bible.
 
When spring comes, she will leave there
and bloom anew, a bough in her hand
on head a garland and a quietly dare:
Would I obey love’s command?...

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In forest glens and wild hedgerows, 
a sweet scent stirs on zephyr breeze 
White lily of the valley grows 
in forest glens and wild hedgerows; 
parks, gardens and in lush meadows 
I love to wander past tall trees
in forest glens and wild hedgerows 
a sweet scent stirs on zephyr breeze 

checked with PS counter, 8 syllables per line


Celebrate May with a Triolet (tree-o-lay) Poetry Contest
Sponsor Andrea Dietrich
5/3/19...

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Special
looking out from of those almond eyes
while chubby fingers grasp the plastic keys that dangle tantalizingly
a broad smile escapes her face
and an
ooooooooooooooooooooo is ushered forth from innocent lips

special
not too many like her
as she gushs from the attention bestowed upon her by her mom
she has another sibling
one who
has the eyes of the father

special
born to be ever fresh and ever childlike
a white lily
in a sometimes garden of thorns....

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When will I find my flower?
To what depths must I travel,
What heights must I overpower,
What mysteries must I unravel 

To find my red rose,
My undying romance,
My longing ever grows
If only for a glance 

At my white lily,
My pure princess,
My hearts achille.
Would that I could confess

My longing to my love.
But alas, her I can not find,
I cry to God above,
As tears down my face wind.

When will this sorrowful son of Adam
Find his Eve and ease his aching bosom?...

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